I can hardly bare the sight of lipstick   On the cigarettes there in the ashtray   Lyin' cold the way you left them   At least your lips caressed them while you packed   And a lip print on a half-filled cup of coffee   That you poured and didn't drink   But at least you thought you wanted it   That's so much more than I can say for me      But what a good year for the roses   Many blooms still linger there   The lawn could stand another mowin'   It's funny, I don't even care   And when you turned and walked away   And as the door behind you closes   The only thing I know to say   It's been a good year for the roses      After three full years of marriage   It's the first time that you haven't made the bed   I guess the reason we're not talkin'   There's so little left to say, we haven't said   While a million thoughts go runnin' through my mind   I find I haven't spoke a word   And from the bedroom those familiar sounds   Of our one baby's cryin' goes unheard      But what a good year for the roses   Many blooms still linger there   The lawn could stand another mowin'   It's funny, I don't even care   And when you turned and walked away   And as the door behind you closes   The only thing I know to say   It's been a good year for the roses